Back in Delhi from Ranchi. The airport has much more to appreciate when you don't arrive totally jet lagged!
Despite what you might have been told, adventure is overrated. We went shopping. Surprise. Rose fell flat on some uneven pavement (she is okay) and Marty had her money stolen by a kid in the shopping area. We had gone over to the state stores at Connaught to look around. The kid must have been watching her: an older western woman who had wandered off alone, made a purchase, saw where she put her money in the front pocket of her purse. He did a bump and run, and took her money (300 dollars) with him.
What the kid did not know was that Marty was with a group with a State certified guide. She let out a scream, police and Satish came quickly, and the whole crowd at the bus stop became involved. Much shouting again. They knew the boy, and the police know where he lives. There is a chance that some of the money might be recovered. A slight chance.
In the meantime, Marty is choosing to react with an "oh my" instead of an "Oh my God!" She has a plethora of new material for her next book, And so it goes.
Back at the hotel we ate dinner in a very high end restaurant. I ordered the risotto (at American prices) and it was the best I had ever had. Felt like I had been transported magically to a plaza in Verona!
BTW saw Delhi's Starbucks. Lines (of young kids) out the door and down the block waiting to get in. Nescafe beware, freshly ground coffee has arrived!
Despite what you might have been told, adventure is overrated. We went shopping. Surprise. Rose fell flat on some uneven pavement (she is okay) and Marty had her money stolen by a kid in the shopping area. We had gone over to the state stores at Connaught to look around. The kid must have been watching her: an older western woman who had wandered off alone, made a purchase, saw where she put her money in the front pocket of her purse. He did a bump and run, and took her money (300 dollars) with him.
What the kid did not know was that Marty was with a group with a State certified guide. She let out a scream, police and Satish came quickly, and the whole crowd at the bus stop became involved. Much shouting again. They knew the boy, and the police know where he lives. There is a chance that some of the money might be recovered. A slight chance.
In the meantime, Marty is choosing to react with an "oh my" instead of an "Oh my God!" She has a plethora of new material for her next book, And so it goes.
Back at the hotel we ate dinner in a very high end restaurant. I ordered the risotto (at American prices) and it was the best I had ever had. Felt like I had been transported magically to a plaza in Verona!
BTW saw Delhi's Starbucks. Lines (of young kids) out the door and down the block waiting to get in. Nescafe beware, freshly ground coffee has arrived!
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